I’m a sucker for pun restaurant names. It was my main motivation behind trying out Grill & Grace when it first opened in Westend, and I adore my home town’s humble fish’n’chip shop, The Codfather. So you can imagine my delight when I read about an American diner called Dinermite. James tweeted about it a few days ago, and I replied with glee – and put it on my list of places to check out.
After an afternoon spent checking out the fantastic Richard Avedon exhibition in the Musuem Brandhorst (it runs until early November, and if you go – and I urge you to – make sure you watch the superb documentary on his life), Cath and I headed around the corner to Dinermite, to avoid the heavy rain that beset much of August.
We ordered chocolate milkshakes and sweet potato fries – some of the more conservative items on the menu. Cath pointed out that it would be a great place to go to with a hangover. They do pulled pork burgers, mac and cheese, cheesecakes and apple crumbles, Philly cheese steak sandwiches and spare ribs. It’s proper XXL, all-out American comfort food.
They’re decked out with a juke box, the friendly staff wear delightful fifties style waitressing outfits and food is fresh. While it was a fun spot for an afternoon milkshake, I’d love to go back for breakfast, and I’m keen on spending an evening there – I’m envisaging whisky sours, huge bowls of fries and late-night tequilas.
Check it out yourself – Amalienstr. 23, just down the road from the Museum Brandhorst.